***There's a word in this chapter. I don't use it, but it's there. There's even a whole category on Lit for it. It's never held any attraction for me, but somebody's got to like the idea I guess. Anyway, I needed to use some of it as a vehicle in my plot. If you have an allergy, then skim that part, 'k? 0_ -------------------- Book of the Forsaken Part 2...
I'm seriously fucked-up. I was standing in my kitchen today popping popcorn while I poured myself a rum and coke. I put that Captain Morgan Spiced Rum bottle right under my nose and sniffed, and I could have swooned. It smelt like smooth, full heaven. I hardly ever drink. It occurred to me right then, and I even said it out loud... "The only thing keeping me...
March rains fell hard, as I stood in front of my church. Preacher Ned was waiting for me. Out of desperation, I had called him, telling him that I needed to talk. With his smooth cultured voice, he told me to come by his office at church sometime late afternoon. The cold rain soaked me to the bone. I purposefully stood there, letting it pelt me. I had beco...
The 'Cory Cofield' Rose saw when he opened the door was a far cry from the one she'd last seen when she and her Husband had kicked him out of their house after finding pot on him when he was 16. Rail thin, without a hint of the baby fat he once had, Cory was a shade over 6 foot 3. Hard living had also taken it's toll. Even though he was only 20, any ration...
For the next four or five days I managed to stay away from my sewing room anytime when Peter might be home. I was even recovering a little until one hot August afternoon my virile neighbor caught me working in the yard. All I had on was a T-shirt and a pair of jogging shorts, the gym class kind with the short loose legs and elastic at the waist. My only unde...
I was barely inside the door of my room when I was attacked, and rather hungrily, by her. She had her mouth on mine, her lips pressed to my own, her tongue soon pushing past to taste me and see if I had done what she asked of me. I had, of course, wanting to see what she would do about it, and I wasn't disappointed. My pants were soon down at my ankles, her...
The sun rose over the City of Accra, Ghana. After a successful hunt, Nadia Mahama lay in her lair, safe and sound. College Town, a geographical area of ten kilometers encompassing several of Accra's top schools, including the University of Ghana, Accra Polytechnic, Central University and the Accra Institute of Technology, proved to be a rich feeding ground....
My cock felt squeezed to the shithouse inside Sharon's tight pussy. It was so good. I loved her kitchen bench. It was the perfect height to fuck her on. When she was grinding her pussy down onto the benchtop, all I had to do was to slide my hips back and forth, and I'd just glide in and out of her pussy. We'd been fucking for what felt like three and a half...
FACT: All women crave good sex. Like a radio station, you just have to tune into their individual frequency modulation. Then let it play out, hard. Make it last, and keep showing them how naive they are, and how many tricks in bed they are yet to learn from you, and they will come back begging for more. I had known her for years. She lived next door. A moth...
For the first time since establishing a relationship with the man called Randy, the preacher's wife was beginning to fear him. He had taken her miles away from her resort and somewhere deep into the forest. Thoughts of never leaving here began flashing through her mind as the shadows of nightfall cascaded around the island especially deep here in the forest....